What’s that you say? The old employment Catch-22 got you down? You know, that thing where you can’t get a job unless you have experience, and you can’t get experience unless you get a job?
This breaking in business is a bitch. What’s a writer to do?
Well, you could always try a writerly variation of this:
A lot goes into naming character, I know, I’ve named a lot. Worse than naming a kid though to tell the truth I’m not so sure a lot of parents put a whole lot of thought into what they name their kids. I mean I remember a friend from high school who was named Stewart Stuart. I mean come on!
But I digress.
Guess he’s been indoors, hiding from the brrr:
t’s been absolutely freezing in New York City lately! I thought I’d escape and visit someplace warm, like Hawaii or maybe Venus. The TARDIS wasn’t having it though, and brought me to Amsterdam instead. I think it was maybe a few degrees warmer there, when the sun was out. The beautiful canals and architecture made the trip worth it I suppose. Lovely place, Amsterdam.
Why one writes is a question I can answer easily, having so often asked it of myself. I believe one writes because one has to create a world in which one can live. I could not live in any of the worlds offered to me — the world of my parents, the world of war, the world of politics. I had to create a world of my own, like a climate, a country, an atmosphere in which I could breathe, reign, and recreate myself when destroyed by living. That, I believe, is the reason for every work of art.
Anais Nin
Yeah, there have been some. Rilly.
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